butterflies in rain!!!

define me in words,
in so many words
still ill be naive like a fresh frst bud
or butterflies in rain!
i ask honey the sweetest of sweet,
y i sour, y i bleed 
the ruler of healing encover my wounds every time
and i give up helplessly in these yearnings, their wide arms..!!
open the door, and break these glass windows,
stab these thick walls, i am suffocating, breathing not but panting,
stay beside my trembling legs,  hold my shaky arms,
to see how it feels to shelter a living corpse!!
its raining, in summers nights, when stars hide,
yes its raining,
and i am flying like a butterfly over the rays of dark flames
my colors alive yet my voice fading with this night long,
a draught of sunshine is overwhelming the beverages of bright and clear sky
in this star-less night,
and i dance in madness on song of GOD,
when the wine of philosophy is poured inside my soul
un-alarmed!!!




hiramalik

eternal bliss!!!

sailor asked the ripples of rebellious stream
i though the weather wud be smooth and entertaining
but the glaciers of cold walls halting my ways
and this ocean is so small now to hold my pain....




run over me, into me, besides around me
the unforgettable, forbidden running thoughts
over the shadow, inside the pitch dark jumbled up,
confuddled dreams,
like a wildflower on palm
and holding of eternity in hour..
surrender for the music of world
floats in an hour contnuously in phases many,
the burial of freedom, the hiding of sanity
bringing the sense of entitlement
in congestion, and seasons with no name..
i am flowing again like sound from flute,
and nomore around to hold my hand, letting go is esy never
like comings of fresh air and letting go of thick dark dust;
some come and some go and some stay in blood,
and shine of their kiss, pregnant the starved soul with eternal bliss!!




hiramalik

i smile!!

smiles yes the quiet smiles,
eyes ask these burning lips the reasons of these fake smiles
homes burning, people screaming
and the blueness of clouds have departed behined the greyness of hard mourns..
yet,
smiles those deep smiles,
where eyes leave their hands ,when they come in piles...

can i dive deep in these layers of sadness,
they come in heaps, superficially,
like a spear on ur skin,bleeding continuously,
cut my flesh all at once,
i want to feel the pain in uncovered sentence,
let me dive in heapness of sadness, deeep!!

going away, moving back,i thought wud be easy,
how come, when all ur possession was burnt in one phrase...
mountains are caped with glaciers, there life breathes in cold,
such is the coldness in my veins O DEAR, and i moment by moment melt in its hold...

tday , i painted colors of my dreams
they were beautiful like a childhood fairy tale,
i wrapped them near my pillow, and turned off the lamp,
yes life is beautiful only if u stay in them ,walking on fantasy's ramp!!

hiramalik

composition of great musician!!

moments ,these written shared moments
whispering to me,
these rushings , running moments,
un resolved, un ending, un stoppable, 
again murmuring  at this time of night
\o my companion, my absolute unfaithful companion
fo a while hold my hand
and lets find a GOD,
 a maker of universe, knower of ur heart..
seedling inside ur blood, or the cover hard enclosing the shell,
inside out the breathing pattern, or the movement of this red bloody blood.
they say HE swims in like a molecule of air floats in space,
they say again and again
HE stays in middle of nights, in extreme of days
lissening, looking ,understanding...
wat are the these revolvings of times, these naming of exchange,
its all in his hands, these all bow fo HIS pace..
lets find him in these running nights and days.....




pluck my seed out of this so called fertile land,
does it exist ever? universes in universe?
twist my intellect, my understanding i nomore need,
does it happen , the comings and goings of seasons,
the hide and seek of times?
''haha'' i laugh hard everytime i read those description,
intelligent theories of great great minds...
wat stays, wat stayed and wat will stay in these varied COLORS,
ONENESS OF ONE, COMPOSITION OF HIS mesmerising rhyme!!




hiramalik

taste my blood.......

contemplate my thoughts
on roads with no destination
like a heard without a followers
any mind can hold onto pain
any heart can rush like a blood 
sometimes,in vain , for no reasons,
yet arguements bind like an unknown force
heart to soul;
i stay in me, a stranger to me
busy in worldly things, ignoring those self pleas
deafness, dumbness like a black night
i hold onto deception again and again;
blinds do scream, dumbs do feel
but in this hard shell i keep on lingering
numb, helplessly;
i look  fo GOD, my unfaithfulness seals me,
like a prisoner without jail, like a bird enslaved in open fields..
i breathe deeply,
still my lungs congested, for i have lost the faith on moving breeze..
here and there,. north and south
i have lost the point,
like a wanderer unknown , drenched in sweats of self inflicted pain
and vision is lost , footsteps waggle in sweet rain;
bitterness is not what u feel in poison,
taste my blood in some lazy night, ull never feel alive
and ur blood would turn into a dark cold ice!!




hiramalik

world is not so good!!

this world never did good to me,
i stirr inside out
every time i touch their hands
but 
even my hands not tired of numbness they feel,
world is not so good!!

i expire

in silence of life!!

ask me!!

of reasons of my joys
that sing songs on rhythm so melodious,
slowly like a poison
penetrates in my hollow veins....


hiramalik